Sunday, August 09, 2015

Groupie?

When Dean first met me (he told me years later) he thought I was a groupie. Why because I carried the world in my car. Sleeping bags, and backpacks, and blankets … you name it, I had it in there. Well, I still do – better safe than sorry. Let’s just say if I ever get stranded on the highway on a snow storm, I don’t plan on freezing to death.